I just don't belong here, I hope you understand We might find a place in this world someday But at least for now, I gotta go my own away You'll be okay I've got to move on and be who I am (I'm trying to understand) I gotta go my own away Troy, listen I

Crack of the lightning splitting the ground Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding Wrath of the Nazi's cast on Bastogne Facing their forces alone Alone, alone Sent from from the skies jumped into the unknown The march to Berlin has begun Spearhead the charge

I'm an eagle that rides on the breeze Over mountains and forests and seas And to go anywhere that I please They came flying from from far away, now I'm under under their spell I love hearing the stories that they tell They've seen places beyond my land and they've

Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark (Crash in the dark) And this broken record Spin endless circles in the bar (Spin 'round in the bar) This world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing

Oh, oh, but sweetness follows It's these little things, they can pull you under under Readying to bury your father and your mother What did you think when you lost another? I used to wonder why did you bother Distanced from from one, blind to the other? Listen

Oh, be something you love and understand "And be a simple kind of man Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can" And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied" Mama told me

We walk through war in the halls Of dead protocols We came so close, demands were met That's when the rug was ripped out from from under our feet A vicious crime, cold betrayal and deceit. Then reality hits you like a stab in the back Like a slap in the face,

Something in the way Something in the way, yeah Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from from the ceiling

Don't take the fire from from your eyes Must make them feel the heat We'll be alright in the morning time We're doing fine, I'll see you on the night line Move fast, in the tunnels of the underground They build castles underground for the rich and politic

Are we free or afraid Of what we're told Are we out of or under under My mind's only made of dust From From stars and clouds and oceans all unseen Mercury's in retrograde Don't believe a thing I say You know I don't believe that stuff